Текст и перевод песни Käärijä - Mic Mac

Mic Mac

Meen ajassa taaksepäin mutta onneksi ne ajat taakse jäi
Olin merkillinen enkä esimerkillinen käyttäytymisen alkeet jäi hei
Oli rasavillin elkeet, katoin Smackdownii tv:
St ja otin mittaa mun isoveljest meno
Epäterve, tuolit lens minkä kerkes kavereiden kesken
Olin pieni ja paskiainen, alakoulun penkillä laiskiainen
Poden vielki morkkist ja henki haisee siit tupakin maistiaisesta
Ja niist muutamast katkonaisest muistosta ne vielki hävettää
Ei muisteta pahalla ku tuut vastaa unohdetaa menneet ja halataa

Soratie jäi taakse ja saavuin mummolaan
Menin olohuoneeseen odottaa tuoretta pullaa uunista
Odotellessa piirongista hain sen
Albumin virkistämään muistojain lapsuudestain

Jolloin meil oli päällä Mic Maccii oltii Mic Macci jätkii
Jolloin meil oli päällä Mic Maccii oltii Mic Macci jätkii
Ei ollu värillä väliä kuhan fit oli fättii
Mic! Mac! Fit! Fat!

Taas ajassa taaksepäin, mun suuri suu sai isommat pojat ravistelee
Olin pihapelien Jarkko Ruutu leuka tummu ku pojan nassikat
Taistelee En alkanu aristelee jos
Piti frendi tempun takii tuikata tulee
Enkä astella heikoil jäillä jonka johdosta mummo sai kuivata kuteet
Jotain samaa on faijas ja mussa ei omena parka pudonnu kauas puusta
Mutta sillon ku putosin ni tuhosin mun ranteen ihan
Tuusannuuskaks Vielki Habboo on kiinni
Portit mä palautan pöllityt Pokemonkortit
Ei muisteta pahalla ku tuut vastaa unohdetaa menneet ja halataa

Soratie jäi taakse ja saavuin mummolaan
Menin olohuoneeseen odottaa tuoretta pullaa uunista
Odotellessa piirongista hain sen albumin
Virkistämään muistojain lapsuudestain

Jolloin meil oli päällä Mic Maccii oltii Mic Macci jätkii
Jolloin meil oli päällä Mic Maccii oltii Mic Macci jätkii
Ei ollu värillä väliä kuhan fit oli fättii
Ei ollu värillä väliä kuhan fit oli fättii

Ja ku mentiin liian pitkälle läppienkaa
Istuttiin jälki-istunnossa Mic Macci jätkienkaa
Ei ollu värillä väliä kuhan fit oli fättii
Mic! Mac! Fit! Fat!

Mic, Mac!
Oltiin Mic Macci jätkii
Fit, Fat!
Oltiin Mic Macci jätkii
Ei ollu värillä väliä kuhan fit oli fättii
Mic! Mac! Fit! Fat!

Mic, Mac!
Oltiin Mic Macci jätkii
Fit, Fat!
Oltiin Mic Macci jätkii
Ei ollu värillä väliä kuhan fit oli fättii
Mic! Mac! Fit! Fat!

Mic Mac

I step back in time but fortunately those times are behind me
I was strange and not exemplary the rudiments of behavior remained
I had the demeanor of a ruffian, I watched WWE on TV:
"Stone Cold" and I measured myself against my older brother
Unhealthy, chairs flew as fast as they could among friends
I was small and wretched, lazy at the desk of elementary school
I still feel guilty and my breath stinks of that cigarette
And I am still ashamed of some of those broken memories
Let's not remember it badly when you come across me, let's forget the past and hug

The dirt road was left behind and I arrived at Grandma's
I went to the living room to wait for fresh buns from the oven
While waiting, I got it from the drawer
The album to refresh my childhood memories

When we wore Mic Maccii we were Mic Macci guys
When we wore Mic Maccii we were Mic Macci guys
Color didn't matter as long as the fit was phat
Mic! Mac! Fit! Fat!

Back in time again, my big mouth made the older boys shake
I was the Jarkko Ruutu of yard games my jaw dark as a boy's freckles
Fighting I didn't hesitate if
I had to poke for a friend's prank
And I won't walk on thin ice so Grandma had to dry the cloths
There is something similar in my father and me the apple doesn't fall far from the tree
But when I fell then I completely destroyed my wrist
2002 Habbo is still on
I am returning the stolen Pokemon cards
Let's not remember it badly when you come across me, let's forget the past and hug

The dirt road was left behind and I arrived at Grandma's
I went to the living room to wait for fresh buns from the oven
While waiting, I got it from the drawer the album
To refresh my childhood memories

When we wore Mic Maccii we were Mic Macci guys
When we wore Mic Maccii we were Mic Macci guys
Color didn't matter as long as the fit was phat
Color didn't matter as long as the fit was phat

And when we went too far with the jokes
We sat in detention with the Mic Macci guys
Color didn't matter as long as the fit was phat
Mic! Mac! Fit! Fat!

Mic, Mac!
We were Mic Macci guys
Fit, Fat!
We were Mic Macci guys
Color didn't matter as long as the fit was phat
Mic! Mac! Fit! Fat!

Mic, Mac!
We were Mic Macci guys
Fit, Fat!
We were Mic Macci guys
Color didn't matter as long as the fit was phat
Mic! Mac! Fit! Fat!